I think it was more not being able to see the beauty within myself rather than really being jealous of anyone else. I also think that is because my sister is one of those women that most would be jealous of for her looks and figure. She was always thin, long blonde hair, beautiful blue eyes, etc. Even at my thinnest I was never a size 5, 7, or 9 simply because I have "birthing" hip and boobs. But you know, I saw that the kids at school made fun of my sister about as much as they made fun of me. They called her "Barbie" and it hurt. It's not the name that's said, it's the intent of the name.
So, I would have to say no, not jealous. I wish I could find the discipline for myself to get back to looking good physically, but I still have a husband who loves me no matter what.
He doesn't care if I lose that extra bit or not.
He sees the beauty that goes more than skin deep, and I can too now.